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Author	Topic: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Short Story - Far-Future Romance ~COMPLETED 12/15~
TelannaTani Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 10/24/06 1:11pm Subject: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Short Story - Far-Future Romance ~COMPLETED 12/15~ - Date Edited: 12/15/06 9:31pm (10 edits total) Edited By: TelannaTani
	Title: All These Years Author: Telanna’tani Timeframe: 69 Years ABY Notes: Jag’ged Fel and Jaina Solo meet again after 30 years of separation. Can they move beyond the past to face their future? Disclaimer: I own nothing Star Wars. It all belongs to the big cheese, George Lucas. Special thanks to Shinar and BigFatty for being my lovely Beta-ladies! This should be a fairly short story. I’ll try to post twice a week until we’re done. Should keep us busy for the next month. Hope you enjoy! ________________________________________________________________________________________________ A sweet, spring rain trickled down the window of his suite, captivating his attention in the midst of mounds of memory. Mesmerized, Jagged Fel was a captive of the past, reliving all of his more than sixty years in the span of a heartbeat. His life with the Ascendancy passed by – clawcraft, Star Destroyers, Chiss Defender-class starships, wars and battles won and lost. First he fought and then taught others to fight. Family, friends, and colleagues all lost, passed before him, unbidden. He sighed. Life had been full and satisfactory – that should have been enough. But somehow it wasn’t. A beautiful face flashed before his eyes - his wife. In his mind’s eye, he saw her smile at him, her blonde hair framing her face as it moved in a soft breeze. A small smile found its way to Jag’s face as he thought of her. She had been the Ambassador to the Chiss Ascendancy from the Galactic Alliance, ironically enough. A diplomat and peacemaker, Cala Denex was charming and friendly, teaching him a tremendous amount about diplomacy and mediation. The beautiful Corellian had a love for life - and for peace - that was infectious. After years of war, that mentality had been so refreshing. When he met her, he knew immediately that she embodied the Corellian spirit his parents had left behind so many years ago. Her life raised in privilege and money had somewhat calmed that spirit, but she had her moments. As rough as a kryat dragon one minute or as soft and gentle as a myrcat the next, Cala Fel had been a force to be reckoned with in negotiations and in life. She was straight and true in all she did, like Jag. She loved his family and his way of life. Most of all, she loved Jag with all her heart. She was predictable, stable, and safe. She had been the perfect companion. Jagged Fel knew he was a very lucky man. He should have been happy. And he was, in a way. They had two beautiful children together, Cherith Dona Fel and Gavin Chak Fel They were a happy family. Yet no matter how hard he tried, Jag was never completely satisfied. Their marriage was often on the rocks, strained and stretched until their love was almost unrecognizable. Finally, one night, years of pain and regret came crashing down on the young Fel family. Eyes full of tears, Cala had jumped in the family speeder determined to outrun her swiftly breaking heart. Instead, she’d gotten lost in what was afterwards called the “Storm of the Century” and was one of 5,000 casualties of the blizzard, probably buried in nearly 50 standard meters of snow and ice. They’d never recovered the body. And so Jag had been left with his memories, his regrets, and two children to raise. Now even the children were gone. They’d moved their separate ways and an entire galaxy had separated them, both relocating to Corellia: Cherith with her piloting skills and Gavin with his diplomacy and quick, business wit. Jag was proud of his children and loved them with all his might, but he hadn’t been ready to leave Chiss space, his home and people for so many years. They’d loved Csilla, but their mother had always enticed them with stories and visits to home. It had only been two weeks ago that Cherith had finally convinced him to retire to Corellia and live near her and her growing family. Now he could hear her behind him, rummaging through his closet, preparing for the move. Sitting on the side of his bed, the world slowly refocused into reality. Jag broke his gaze away from the rainy window and instead looked back down at the box he held in his hands. It was a medium sized box, electronically sealed and covered in dust. In his mind, it was only known as the box. “Dad?” Cherith said as she left the closet behind him. “What is it?” Jag inhaled deeply, held it for a moment, and let it out. “The past.” Jag had always been methodical and organized. He’d kept the locked box in a secret compartment in their home, and in his mind, for more than thirty years. He had known it would surface, but he hadn’t been prepared for his own reaction to it. Cherith moved her pregnant body around the side of the bed, obviously sensing the enormity of the moment. Jag lifted the box toward his lips and began to blow the dust off of it and into the air. He watched for a moment as the layers of particles scattered and spread in a million directions, like his heart - divided and scattered among the stars. Silently, he pressed his thumb to the sensor screen in the middle of the lid. The device still held a charge, a silent nod to its Chiss creators. It quietly scanned his thumbprint and, apparently satisfied, emitted a soft click as the box unlatched. As he reached for the lid, he paused to look at his daughter’s concerned face. “Cherith, before we do this, I need you to understand something.” She nodded as he took another deep breath. “I loved your mother, and I always will. I know I carried around a lot of guilt after her death and…” “Dad,” She touched his arm, stopping him mid-sentence. “I know about Jaina.” Jag’s breath caught in his throat at the mention of that name, and at his daughter admission. “How?” It was Cherith’s turn to breathe deeply as she rubbed her swollen belly for support. “About ten years ago, I was flying with the Defender when we came upon a damaged Corellian freighter in the Doman system. It’d been hit pretty hard trying to outrun… something. I don’t even remember now what it was. Anyway, when we brought the ship on board, I was shocked to find that it was the Millennium Falcon - carrying both Jaina Solo and Kyp Durron. I had been the first on scene in my Clawcraft, surveying the damage when whatever they’d been fighting returned with some… backup. Defender made a clean sweep of the conflict and towed the Falcon on board. Apparently Master Solo had been so impressed with my flying that she had asked to meet me personally.” She beamed with pride for a moment, then looked across the room as if willing the past to refocus behind her eyes. “I will never forget it. She was the most dynamic woman. And she had this… presence! There she was, nearly a foot shorter than me and I couldn’t help but be mesmerized. I remember as she walked up to me she said, ‘Apparently the Ascendancy can still breed a few hot-handled pilots! And another human no less! Quite impressive, Captain…’ I lamely took her offered hand as I responded with my last name.” Cherith shook her head at the memory. “I remember how her hand tensed in mine. Her eyes flashed and her skin paled when I said it. I remember Master Durron quickly reached out and grasped her elbow, as if he somehow knew she was about to lose it. She withdrew her hand quickly. She just… stood there for a minute in what looked like a shocked silence. Finally, she looked me in the eyes again and said ‘I see,’ rather weakly. She thanked me and the Ascendancy again for our aid before turning crisply and marching back onto her ship to effect repairs. I didn’t see her again, only Master Durron.” Jag nodded in understanding as Cherith pressed on. “I’d never seen anyone react like that to our name. I knew there HAD to be something more to it. So on my next leave, I cross-referenced the GA database concerning all things Jaina Solo and Jagged Fel. There wasn’t much there, but it detailed your service together on Borleias and hinted at a deeper involvement. There were tons of old tabloid holomags detailing some sordid love affair gone wrong. I laughed… but then I remembered those hololetters you used to get - the ones that made you leave after receiving themAnd I understood.” She seemed to brace herself. “You loved her, didn’t you, Daddy?” Jag tried to hold the tears forming in his eyes at bay. He had never cried in front of his wife, or his children, only…her. He closed his eyes and let them come - letting the memories wash over him anew, released for the first time in over three decades. He began at Ithor telling Cherith everything – the whole horrible truth that he’d held inside for what seemed like forever. The truth that had caused a rift between him and his wife – what had ultimately caused her death. As he spoke, he began to pour over the contents of the box, from old holocubes to files and recordings. He was amazed as they went through memento after keepsake after trinket, how open and accepting his daughter was. Almost as if she understood his heart completely, and simply loved him in spite of it. After several minutes of reliving his heart’s treasure, he spied a small velveteen satchel in the bottom corner of the box. His hands trembled as he reached for it and handed it to Cherith. She took it, then looked at him with a startled realization. His heart shattered further as he watched her pull the exquisite but simple engagement band from the satchel. “Wow, Dad. This is… amazing.” She gazed at the band, a simply platinum band with several tiny imbedded corusca gems, then looked at him as if to search his heart. “Your mother wouldn’t have liked it,” Jag said as he wiped the tears from his cheeks. “Too simple.” He smiled as he remembered Cala and her love of all things beautiful. “You have to believe me, Cherith – I loved your mother. I truly loved her. She had my heart from the first moment I saw her. But it was Jaina Solo who has always held my soul.” Cherith’s eyes came back to meet him, her eyes full of turmoil, but also love. “I can’t imagine being torn like that, Dad.” Her eyes searched his. “What happened?” “I have never, ever understood what happened or why, Cherith. Only that she didn’t want to continue. And that I let her go. It was a mistake.” His voice broke at the thought. “But then, I would never have known your mother – never had you and your brother.” With that, he smiled and reached his hand to take Cherith’s face to his own, kissing her lightly on the forehead. She wrapped her arms tightly around her father and the two sat in a comfortable silence for several minutes. “That’s why, isn’t it. That’s why Mom left that night. She found out about your trips to see Kyp,” her voice broke a little. “– and Jaina.” Jag pulled Cherith back to look her in the eye. “No, Cherith. I was ALWAYS faithful to your mother. I went to see Kyp; that is true. But I have not seen Jaina in nearly thirty years. Your mother found about how I’d loved Jaina –and in her mind, she decided that she, Jaina, had been the reason we’d never been truly happy – that part of me was always with Jaina. THAT was why she left in a rage that night. She felt she would never measure up to the ‘Jedi princess’.” He searched the empty wall for solace, a lone tear spilling once more from its captivity. “The thing is, she didn’t need to. She was Cala and Jaina was Jaina – not better, just… different. We just never got to have that conversation.” Cherith took a breath, determined to press on. “But why go see Kyp then?” This time Jag searched the wall where it met the ceiling, again receiving no help. “Kyp was why I was able to leave. I’m sure Jak feels the same way about you, just like Gavin feels the same way about Meri. I love her, Cherith – I always have and always will – it’s the type of love that can’t be ignored or walked away from. I couldn’t live knowing she was out there by herself, even if that was her choice. Because Kyp was there, watching and protecting her, even sometimes from herself, I knew she’d be ok. I’ve trusted Kyp with my life – and hers.” Kyp had been a constant friend through it all – always watching over Jaina, where Jag could not. Kyp had been the stable platform on which Jag had been able to build his new life – always knowing that his cornerstone, his foundation, was safe.“With him there, I know she’ll be ok.” Cherith gave him back the ring in the satchel and stood. “Well, now you have the chance to start over again if you want.” Her smile was filled with mischief. Jag repressed his dual elation and annoyance at the suggestion as he placed the contents back in the box and locked it once more. “Cherith…” It was then that his ears heard the newscast playing in the front compartment of his suite. “…today announced the death of Jedi legend Kyp Durron. The Jedi Master died yesterday after battling a malignant brain tumor for the past several months. A small ceremony is planned on Ossus later this week. In other news…” His eyes met his daughter’s and understanding passed between them. Kyp was gone. He had to go. ~*~ -----signature----- John 8:31-32 Callsign: "Voz" Padawan to BigFatty
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verybusy Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 10/24/06 1:24pm Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance
	Okay, I am revealing a secret, but I really like this idea! I really want to see them being back together, and a setup like this sounds very believable. Please let this have a happy ending. cheers, VeryBusy -----signature----- Proud Padawan of VaderLVR64 ~Arts-and-Crafts~ 11/6 - http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/26899638/p1/?0 ~Reality~ 06/25 http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/26989016/p1/?20
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_sticks Registered: Nov '05	Date Posted: 10/24/06 1:45pm Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance
	i loved that post. is there a pm list, if so cam i plz be added?
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darkladypurplepencil Registered: Jan '06	Date Posted: 10/24/06 2:12pm Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance
	Wow, love it. Could I be added to the PM list if there is one? DL Purple Pencil -----signature----- Dark Lady Purple Pencil and her EVIL Penguin Minions salute you! I am the Ultimate Ninjedi smell of the grease paint, roar of the crowd. Proud to be the Sister of a Hoosier
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JainaJag14 Registered: Apr '06	Date Posted: 10/24/06 2:44pm Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance - Date Edited: 10/24/06 2:45pm (1 edits total) Edited By: JainaJag14
	Add me too please. -----signature----- Jagged Fel will rise again! Proud 'shipper of J/J, Benella, and Siriwan Anything is possible... Just Enough (AU, J/J) http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/24966015/p1/?7
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Jedi-Jade Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 10/24/06 3:46pm Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance
	I'm hooked...great start! -----signature----- Nov. 19th
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JagsEternalFlame Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 10/24/06 3:50pm Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance
	She just… stood there for a minute in what looked like a shocked silence. Finally, she looked me in the eyes again and said ‘I see,’ rather weakly. She thanked me and the Ascendancy again for our aid before turning crisply and marching back onto her ship to effect repairs. I didn’t see her again, only Master Durron. Poor Jaina. Poor Cherith, yet she is a smart girl. I feel bad for Kyp. If Jaina felt things for Jag still, he must have been jipped. Exelent start, and great idea for a fic. -----signature----- JJ all the way! Unashamed lover of JJ mush.
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G__Anakin Registered: Apr '06	Date Posted: 10/24/06 4:02pm Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance
	Cool Story!! Can you PM me if there is more. Thanks! -----signature----- Knighted by Courtney_Solo - - - My fanfic - - - Jedi Sith - http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=26751105&brd=10476&start=26759554
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Lyne Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 10/24/06 4:32pm Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance - Date Edited: 10/24/06 4:32pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Lyne
	Loved Cherith pushing her father into seeing Jaina. Can't wait for next post.
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ccp Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 10/24/06 5:12pm Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance
	I love this can't wait to see how it works out. -----signature----- Padwan to Big Fatty If someone says, "Have a nice weekend," I never say, "You too." Because I never know if, perhaps, by the time the weekend rolls around, I will have other plans for that person. Come Friday, I may wish to have them slain. - George Carli
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jaynasolofel Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 10/24/06 6:00pm Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance - Date Edited: 10/24/06 6:02pm (1 edits total) Edited By: jaynasolofel
	Voz, I love it! Well, not so much that Jaina & Jag have been apart for 30 years. The idea is creative and I like that Jag moved on and had a life, but still has a chance for more. Nice work with the father-daughter relationship, Cherith is great and love her for wanting her dad to be happy, even if it is with someone other than her mom(OC=yeah!). 'night jaYna -----signature----- Marriage is not the end.... they have an Empire to build.
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BigFatty Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 10/25/06 10:09am Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance
	Good start, Padawan. I'm excited to see where you take this story from here. -----signature----- Lt. Overseer for the 2008 Fanfic Awards - PM if you have questions 1 Peter 3:15 Proud Master of Telanna'Tani, jaina_clan_solo & ccp My Fics: http://fattysfics.livejournal.com My BSG Blog: http://battlestargalactica.contentquake.com
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padawanlost Registered: Apr '06	Date Posted: 10/25/06 1:39pm Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance
	Beautiful start. Jag's conflict was so wonderfully described. I loved when Jaina found out Cherith's last name- I'm glad Jag has someone so supportive to urge him on. I can't wait to see Jaina's perspective. Please let me know when you update, I'd really hate to miss this. -----signature----- e-married to rebel_cheese , so read his stuff or else Padawan of NYCitygurl Proud member of Charon Force. Check out our NJO AU: http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/27537567/p1/?23
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TelannaTani Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 10/25/06 2:32pm Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance - Date Edited: 10/25/06 2:38pm (2 edits total) Edited By: TelannaTani
	Wow! Thanks for reading, everyone! While I’m not sure this is my ideal way for Jag and Jaina to get back together, the little plot bunny dug in and just wouldn’t bug off! I’m glad you guys are liking it so far. I should have more up on Friday. Now for replies: verybusy: – Thanks for reading! Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me! But no promises on the happy ending… _sticks: Glad you like it. You have started it – consider yourself listed. darkladypurplepencil: Thank you for stopping by, DLPP! Glad you’re enjoying it. You’re on the list! JainaJag14: Thanks for reading! You’re added to the list. Jedi-Jade: Glad to hear it! Thanks for your comments. JagsEternalFlame: I know what you mean. It’s sad to think that she’s been haunted by this for so long. But then, it was at least partially her fault. Still hurts, though. But don’t worry too much about Kyp. I think they were cool. Wait for the next post. Great comments – thanks so much! G_Anakin: There is more! You’ll hear from me soon. Lyne: Thanks for coming, Lyne! I’m glad you like it. The next post is one of my favorites… ccp: Welcome, brother padawan! Hopefully you’ll continue to like it as time goes on. jaynasolofel: Wow! One of my favorite peoples coming to read my story! Thanks! Here’s a secret: the story was actually inspired by a song. It’s called Always On Your Side – a duet by Sheryl Crow and Sting. GREAT SONG. After I heard it, this just stuck! I’m really glad you like Cherith. Right now, this could be her only part in the story, but I’m not quite done writing it yet, so there’s time. I may have to figure out a way to kick her back in there somehow…. Thanks, Specs! BigFatty: Thanks for stopping by and reading. I’m so excited about working with you! I think you’ll like the next post too. padawanlost: Almost missed you! Thanks for your comments. That whole Cherith/Jaina interaction had ME choked up when I was writing it. Glad to have you on board! You've been added to the list! back to you! Next post should be Friday. It’s time to catch up with Jaina! Also, if anyone else would like to be added to the PM list, please post or PM me! Thanks all! -----signature----- John 8:31-32 Callsign: "Voz" Padawan to BigFatty
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TelannaTani Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 10/27/06 11:56am Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance ~UPDATED: 10/27~ - Date Edited: 10/27/06 4:11pm (2 edits total) Edited By: TelannaTani
	More thanks to my Master and Beta: BigFatty! ______________________________________________________________________ The fire consumed his body and all that was stable in her life. The darkness was lit by the flames, illuminating the many faces gathered to pay their respects to the great man and Jedi Master. She was his partner, he was her refuge Forever she knew he loved her, but her heart had belonged to another. He had loved her anyway – loved her enough to let her go. And when she had come back – back from death and from Zekk - ruined and in pieces, he loved her as a friend and brother, lifting her from the mire and helping to rebuild her life. He stood by her through it all – the death of their Masters, her parents and many friends and family. Battle and wars, won and lost – he was there. No more. Months of gazing at his empty Council chair, months of time spent next to his bed, reading reports, talking, and slowly watching him fade. “It is the Will of the Force,” he said. As the disease had eaten away at his frail form, she had conceded the point, all the while hating the truth. He was too young to rejoin the Force; only seventy-six. Jedi should live much longer, even human Jedi. But such was not Kyp Durron’s fate. She sighed, feeling every one of her sixty years. She tenderly pushed her graying hair behind her ears as her gaze shifted to each of those gathered around the pyre house, registering each one and acknowledging their presence and support in her mind. Many faces, all familiar, looking from the fire to her, recognizing her grief and respecting it. With some mirth, she realized they regarded her as Kyp’s widow. She decided it was a fitting description. Jaina Solo never knew a more loyal friend and partner. They were never physically intimate, and yet were more mentally intimate than most Jedi companions – linking their minds and hearts so often they eventually become part of one another. That part of her died with him. She pulled the living Force into her, as he helped her to do so long ago, allowing it to fill her spirit with its peace. He was there; his presence reassuring her that he would never truly be gone. With a deep breath of acceptance, she reached out to those around the pyre; a silent thank you for their support as she bid them go. As the Jedi began to silently file out in ones and twos, she stretched her feelings, taking in the whole pyre house and letting the raw emotions beat against her like the raging waves of a turbulent ocean. Her eyes flew open at the touch of a familiar presence; her heartbeat quickened as the air was stolen from her lungs. Her stomach lurched in a way it hadn’t in years – decades, really. She searched the crowd, barely containing her frightened excitement. There. In the back, hidden in shadow behind the fifty or more beings gathered to pay respects, he stood staring at the pyre. As if he could feel her eyes upon him, he turned his head towards her. Suddenly she was once again swimming in the deep green orbs that had at once captured her soul and held it for all time. The scar was still there, above his right eye, receding into a now nearly grey head of hair. His gaze was intense and purposeful, but short. As the pyre house steadily emptied, he turned back to watch as the fire continued to consume his long time friend’s body. Jaina knew the two men had kept in touch after Borleias. She heard of his marriage and watched him move on with his life. She lost track of the lives and careers of his children over the years, painfully aware that they should have been hers. She always knew if she wanted to reach him, she could. But she never had. She wanted his happiness, she told herself. In reality, it was probably her fear that prevented a reunion – a fear she tried desperately to keep in check. Kyp told her time and again that until she faced that fear, it would always hold sway over her. Kyp never told her about him, accept on the rare occasions she had asked. She knew he had devoted his life to the training of the next generation of blue-skinned pilots, much as she had relentlessly devoted her own life to the Jedi Order. He was happy – that should have been enough. But it wasn’t. She snapped out of her reverie as she realized that the pyre house was empty, leaving only the two of them. The fire burned on, a quiet encouragement to face her fears. Outside, the evening insects could be heard in their soft melodies. Jaina took a breath and walked toward him, preparing for the conversation she had dreamed about for over thirty years. She took her eyes from the fire and looked at him, adding a respectful bow of her head as she spoke. “Jag.” ~~ The cool wind escorted the pair as they walked quietly down the hill, side by side for the first time in decades. They said little in the pyre house, only somehow deciding that Jag would walk Jaina back to her suite at the Temple. As they walked, Jag turned his head to admire her from a distance; the way the moon illuminated her face, wrinkles from too many wars, smiles and tears marking her age. Her partially gray, shoulder-length hair floated lightly around her in the breeze, teasing his senses. Years had passed, but Jaina Solo could still make Jag flush. And desperately as he tried, it was evident – especially to the Jedi Master at his side. As he averted his eyes, she smiled a warm smile and chuckled lightly. “Thank you. It’s nice to know a girl’s still got it what it takes.” Their eyes met, green against brown, intertwined, fixed, intense. It was all he could do not to take her cheek in his hands and kiss her then and there. His body ached for such a kiss. He smiled as she obviously registered his desire, licking her lips subconsciously. Somewhere along the way they stopped walking, simply staring at each other in the moonlight. Jaina took a step back, building distance between them. Jag watched her take a deep breath and force it out through her closed lips. “Let’s change the subject.” It was Jag’s turn to smile. “I didn’t know we were talking.” Her features softened. “Did we ever need words?” It was more statement than question. Jag gently reached out to slip a stray hair back into place behind her ear. His finger brushed her cheek, sending a jolt of electricity throughout his body. “I suppose not.” With that, they resumed their journey down the hill towards the Jedi Temple. Jag had not arrived at Ossus in time to get accommodation before the service, but he was sure he could find something in the nearby spaceport, even at this late hour. They continued their trek in silence; Jag unsure what to say or where to start. It was not the first time he wished he shared her Force-talent, if only to know her better, deeper. The thought made him giddy. With an iron will, he clamped down on the sudden bounce in his step. Look at me, I’m acting like a teenager,* Jag thought with muted shock. We can’t just rush back into this, that much is certain. But perhaps we can EASE back into… something. “So what are yo…” He stopped when he realized he wasn’t the only one speaking. Apparently they had started the same sentence at the same time. Large smiles broke out across their faces as both searched the ground around them for a place to hide. Like teenagers… Jag thought annoyingly. “Go ahead,” Jaina managed first. Clearing his throat, Jag began again. “So. What did you have planned for tomorrow?” “Well, I buried my best friend today, I don’t really think I can top that.” Jag didn’t think he had flinched at her sharp jibe, but she’d somehow still felt it. “I’m sorry, Jag. I didn’t mean it like that. I just… I haven’t thought about the future lately, or even tomorrow. Just taking care of Kyp. My seat on the council has been empty for what seems like ages.” She sighed as she seemed to search the stars for guidance. “I suppose one more day would be warranted. Did you have something in mind?” “Well, I was hoping we could just spend the day together. Not save the world, the galaxy, a ruler or anything. I don’t want to battle evil or blast anything out of the sky. I just want time. Just us: as old friends and normal people.” Jag paused to let his comments sink in. “I didn’t have plans specifically, mostly because I didn’t know what to expect.” Jaina actually snorted at that. “Well, that makes two of us, only I didn’t even expect you at all. Well, other than a bunch of Jedi, there’s not much around here in the way of excitement. There’s some awfully beautiful scenery, but…” “Is it hikable?” Jag knew himself to be in excellent shape and, from the look of things, Jaina was as well. “Hike it? I suppose we could,” she said with a shrug. “Oh stang. I forgot. I have a meeting in the afternoon. Jag, I’m sor…” “Perfect!” Plans forming in his heart, Jag leapt at the opening. “Let’s do this. It’s late. You go home and rest. I’ll pick you up at your place at say… 0630 and we’ll head wherever you’d like to hike in the morning. The afternoon will be up to me.” “All these years and you think you can just come back in my life and start bossing me around…” “Oh, stow it. If you hate the idea, then why are you smiling?” Her grin was his only reply. “That’s what I thought. Now go sleep.” “Yes, sir, uh…. What’s your rank now, anyway?” “Retired. But I ended with Admiral.” “Ah, well then,” her right had snapped to her brow in the perfect military salute she’d gained so many decades before. “Goodnight, Admiral.” She ended the salute smartly, turned on the ball of her foot and proceeded to march into the garden area surrounding the Temple. “Goodnight, Goddess.” Jag whispered as he watched, silently wishing the Jedi robes clung to her body a bit more. Again, she must have felt his thoughts because she looked at him over her shoulder and winked as she rounded the corner. Practically dancing from the encounter, Jag could only hold one thought as he turned towards the spaceport. I wonder if Cherith is up? I’m going to need a bit of help… ~~ ____________________________________________________________________________________ A/N: Next post - Dinner. Look for it Tuesday. Thanks for reading!* -----signature----- John 8:31-32 Callsign: "Voz" Padawan to BigFatty
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ccp Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 10/27/06 2:10pm Subject: RE: All These Years: J/J Post-DNT AU Far-Future Romance ~UPDATED 10/27~
	Ah to be young and in love. More or less any way. Great update! -----signature----- Padwan to Big Fatty If someone says, "Have a nice weekend," I never say, "You too." Because I never know if, perhaps, by the time the weekend rolls around, I will have other plans for that person. Come Friday, I may wish to have them slain. - George Carli
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